24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

Webbert couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this. He pulled Iskandar's cloak anxiously and pointed at the crack in the barrier in the sky that had begun to repair itself.

"Did you escape? After all, she is a witch. It is normal for her to find a way to leave here."

Looking back and glancing up at the sky, Iskandar showed no signs of surprise.

He shook his head indifferently and looked cautiously at the other side of the battle formation, where his opponent was. Darius III had already organized the undead cavalry under his command and was preparing to fight with the Macedonian side. The formations faced each other.

"Boy, our enemy is not a fly, but the elephant in front of us that is worth fighting."

A long-haired man slowly walked up to Iskandar's chariot. He was wearing a robe decorated with complicated patterns, and his face looked strangely familiar.

Webbert stepped back in fear, not knowing who this person was under the command of the King of Conquerors.

"Myonis, I haven't seen you for a long time and your eyes are still as vicious as ever."

Grinning, Iskandar drove the chariot and slowly emerged from the crowd, arriving at the forefront of the confrontation between the two armies.

Red thunder flows under the feet of the sacred bull, and the mighty wheels roll over the yellow sand, bringing a killing sound.

"King Atashata, after so many days of absence, you have changed tremendously."

Standing in front of the military formation, Iskandar made no secret of his gaze on Darius III.

"Back then, you never set foot on the battlefield in person. You would choose to retreat when you encountered the slightest threat."

"But looking at his current appearance, are you planning to have a hearty fight to the death with me, Iskandar?"

Iskandar's words made Darius III obviously become irritable.

"Roar!!!"

He opened his mouth and roared, and flames came out of his mouth and nose.

Unfortunately, as a Berserker who gained strength at the cost of losing his mind, Darius III was unable to respond effectively.

"Really? That's it. That's it."

But surprisingly, Iskandar acted as if he understood and couldn't help but nodded.

"But it's a pity. You have no chance of winning now."

Iskandar smiled and pointed at the undead army behind Darius III.

"Your armies are all soulless dead things, with no ties to you at all..."

"Roar!!!"

Before Iskandar could finish speaking, Darius III roared and interrupted, and at the same time, the war elephant under his crotch also raised its head and roared.

The black undead cavalry surged up and rushed towards the phalanx of Macedonian infantry like waves.

"No, you still don't understand."

Sighing and shaking his head, Iskandar said with a hint of regret.

"For people like you who cannot understand the relationship between the king and the king's military strength, I must show the true kingly style here."

He raised his hand to signal his soldiers to prepare for the impact.

"The king lives a more wonderful life than anyone else, and is watched and yearned for by everyone."

"An army like yours driven by wealth and power has no soul."

"Just keep an eye on it! My army is unparalleled in the world!"

Following his words, the soldiers raised their spears, pointed the tips of their spears at the charging cavalry, and mustered up all their strength to press down.

"Eat them!"

The undead cavalry collided with the Macedonian phalanx, but this time it was completely different from the previous scene.

The cavalry were like a waterfall hitting a stubborn rock, and were easily blocked by the infantry.

"Roar!!!"

Realizing that his army was frustrated, Darius III roared angrily, trying to spur the cavalry to charge bravely and kill the enemy.

But no matter how he roared, the undead cavalry could no longer break through the Macedonian phalanx formed by the infantry. Instead, they were gradually overwhelmed by the infantry that far exceeded their own, and were deeply surrounded by the enemy's quagmire.

"You still don't understand the battlefield, King Atashata."

Sighing, Iskandar was not surprised by this outcome.

A cavalry charge requires distance to build up momentum, but in the special terrain of this frontline camp, Darius III's troops were trapped in hilly trenches and had no time to build up momentum.

The black undead cavalry cannot run. If they engage in such a simple hand-to-hand encounter, the so-called cavalry will be a joke.

The Macedonian soldiers kept thrusting out their spears, stabbing through the cavalry who were trapped in the formation.

These cavalry were completely unable to resist the massacre of the infantry, and the cavalry who lost their speed were no different from targets.

"Okay...it's amazing..."

Webbert secretly poked his head out of the carriage and looked at the one-sided battlefield in wonder.

Looking around, the soldiers belonging to the King of Conqueror were efficiently massacring the besieged cavalry. Almost every cavalryman would be penetrated by spears thrust from all directions after stopping.

"This is a formation specially designed to deal with cavalry attacks. Atashata also gave up the only charge advantage of cavalry. It is easy for the conquering king to achieve this level."

Raising his head proudly, Iskandar looked like a victorious rooster.

166. A future worth trusting

The battle between the undead cavalry and the Macedonian infantry is getting fiercer. Both sides have armies with power beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"The era of Alexander the Great and Darius III was an era in which the [True Aether] had not completely subsided and the gods were still active on the surface of the earth."

"Magicians at that time were called divine magicians, and they wielded divine magic, an energy that could roughly modify the rules of reality."

"And ordinary people living in the air filled with true ether will also undergo various strange changes in their bodies."

In the BB live broadcast room, BB floated above the inherent barrier deployed by Iskandar, using a popular science tone to explain to the audience why the soldiers on both sides of the war were so powerful.

"It's a pity that the magic power of the Age of Gods is still uncontrollable and gradually disappears in this world. After the death of the last king who was in charge of the terminal tower that nailed the rules of physics to the surface of the planet, the so-called gods and gods have lost their power."

"They either hid in the inner sea of ​​the star and relied on the heart of the planet to borrow life-sustaining milk, or they were simply hunted by humans or starved to death on the surface."

"What a great show, the so-called Ragnarok."

With a wicked smile on his face, BB told him information that humans couldn't understand.

The fading of the magic power of the Age of Gods represents the passing of the era of gods. The masters of the earth have changed from the mysterious gods to a large number of humans.

During this process, the gods tried their best to prevent the demise of the Age of Gods, but everything was in vain.

"The magic power of the Gods... No wonder the armies of Alexander the Great and Darius III are as strong as monsters. It turns out that in the era when they lived, human physiques were already at the monster level!"

"The energy to change the rules of reality is too foul no matter how you think about it!"

"I think I heard Medea say before...the mystery on this planet has begun to revive. True ether is gradually filling the atmosphere. Will those gods and gods also reappear in the world?"

"Isn't this a good thing? If the gods are revived, we will have more power to fight against the alien gods and other lost belts?"

"That's true, are you underage? I'm worried about you."

"...Gods and humans are different creatures, and I don't know if the transformation of the human body by the magic power of the Gods has any side effects. What if this thing will poison us to death?"

The audience in the BB live broadcast room started a heated discussion, imagining that one day they would be as powerful as the soldiers under Alexander the Great and Darius III.

But there are also some people who hold pessimistic thoughts and think that the magic power of the Age of Gods is not a good thing.

As we all know, there were very few people in ancient times. Maybe humans who cannot adapt to the true ether will be poisoned to death. You must know that modern humans are very fragile things. Changes in the composition of the atmosphere can easily send a race into the abyss.

"Hehehe~ Everyone's ideas are really sharp~"

As if seeing the barrage in the live broadcast room, BB raised a finger maliciously.

"You are thinking right, because not everyone can withstand the transformation of true ether. The magic power of the Gods is pure poison to most modern people."

"In the Age of Gods, the reason why humans were unable to reproduce in large numbers was because they suffered from various natural disasters brought down by the gods. But the real reason is that babies who could not adapt to the magic power of the Age of Gods would be stillborn."

"There are 80 billion humans on the earth today. When the mystery is fully revived...hehehe~"

"How much more can be left? It's really exciting~"

BB blinked, his oval face was obviously cute and beautiful, but it gave the audience a feeling more terrifying than the witch's sneer.

Yes, when the composition of the atmosphere undergoes some unpredictable changes, will humans become extinct as silently as the dinosaurs in ancient times?

This is really a question worth thinking about, but it is also a question that is useless even if you think about it.

In the face of changes in the planet's environment, even modern humans who claim to have conquered nature and can move mountains and reclaim seas are nothing more than bigger ants.

Some people were terrified, and some people were sighing.

Some people screamed in despair, and some started to mess up.

After foreseeing that a population sift may occur in the future, all human emotions have undergone subtle changes.

But those are things for later. Let’s return to the current war first.

"Is... Kandar!"

Seeing the cavalry under his command being trapped and then easily killed by spears thrust from all directions, Darius III's anger turned into substantial flames and spewed out.

He roared, and so did his soldiers.

But the Macedonian infantry's spears would not stop. Whenever a black undead was killed and fell from the horse, they would brutally pin these monsters to the ground with their spears, thus preventing the undead from resurrecting.

The ten thousand undead cavalry summoned by the Noble Phantasm of Darius III cannot be killed. After being killed, they will turn into a bone altar that is difficult to destroy. After a period of brewing, they will be repaired and then rebuilt. Get active.

Penetrating the spears through these bone altars can prevent them from resurrecting and joining the battlefield in a short time.

"The enemy soldiers are difficult to kill, so we still have to kill Darius III's body."

"First eat all the cavalry in the square formation! The next target is where the enemy's formation flag is!"

"Those who still have strength to spare! Charge with me!"

Iskandar accurately judged the battle situation. Although the Macedonian side was in an advantage, the difficulty of the undead was that they were difficult to eliminate.

To eliminate these undead monsters, their core and summoner must be destroyed.

Following the order of the conquering king, an elite assault infantry was quickly formed. Led by several famous figures in history, the Macedonian soldiers showed unparalleled aggression.

"Are you going to raid Darius III? There are a large number of high-level undead around him..."